Tuesday, May 25, 2010

a muscle in the center of your chest

made you restless /

I wrote a letter and you wrote back /

disclosure at the beginning of / that writing felt like fire /

why not abundant warmth /

let me look at the end, at an enemy again / in the flesh of my head

was a desire for my death /

death you said is a rhyme for my name /

a rhyme made almost real / by what I've heard you've said

Sunday, May 23, 2010

and so I hold myself back and swallow the call-note of my dark sobbing

black life


footed/hooded eel






conway, ar

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Then press my ear to your ear and sing what you hear

m stands for misses

govt docs

idaho, out

jewish food festival

jew balloon

little ROCK



the cotton beer

to z,


tub & tile

art gallery

kroger at walgreens

bush & rasmussen

oh so yellow


Monday, May 10, 2010


My soul comes back in twos. One to watch the other move & the other to move. Some days they sit. Some days they hold hands and surround a tree. They hold so tight the tree grows around them. My soul is in two but does not haunt the tree. One sings a muffled song into the tree's ear & the other does not move. The other wants to move, but does not want to leave one. One has a thirst & lets go while the other breaths again. Some days they sit.

Friday, May 7, 2010

the history of a text is like a long caress

bird in a bush

for st.

meal of the month
angel hair w/ canned tomatoes & feta & fresh pepper

fox in boots

a difficult farm



the good doctors

my kind of birth

duce dang

lv, for my, lv







40 oz.

old english in yr a.m.g.

please use the Other door